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Why don't you learn how to speak, Britney? Valentine's Day is tomorrow. The day when single people gather together and bitterly proclaim the unjustness of this Hallmark-induced "holiday." Everybody knows that candy and card companies invented it just to ruin the lives of us single folk. Right. Heh. It is, however, my night to eat junk food and watch silly movies. Because y'know. That's what ya do when you have no date. Today went well. Sort of. We visited a lady from our church in the hospital. She's suffered quite a few heart problems just recently, attacks, blockages, and she's gone through many surgeries. She's been in the hospital for quite some time, but this was the first time we had gone to visit her. Maybe that makes us bad people. I don't know. She's unresponsive, and she barely knew we were there, much less who we were. It was hard. That's the only way to put it, really. It was hard, and it was painful to see her like that. She was never my favorite person in the whole wide world, but it was difficult to see her like that. Anyway. I'm going to go get a drink and lay back and do something. But if Britney Spears manages to make a catchphrase out of "Do Suh-in," I will kill myself. Or her. Probably neither. But wah. <-Ghost-> |
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